Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought her back to

of the pain and she withdrew her hand

by Brody forcibly. "Don't

coldly,

the pieces out, he

Would hurt.

looked worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

couldn't bear to see her in such

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her hand, she

almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into

same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held

the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

which were full

"You know it hurts?"

business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

spat out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her

that Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody lost

"Have a seat --"

of threatening this time.

much more stubborn than

"No --"

her

at him coldly, "Brody, are

at

seemed that he remembered what he was doing after

He pulled her to a chair and placed her on it.

about you?

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you

continued to

much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a

if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

said with

skipped a beat when he saw the

little pain flashed through

very feeble, but she

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her own

feel painful, you can shout

at her. Then he

sharp knife

wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered

kind of fear rose from the bottom of

also because her own thought was making

the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound

"Hmm --"

Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held

teeth, she

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand

was her

hand held the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he

so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few

while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her

feel the knife cutting her body.

to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist

eyes finally could not help

lips were cut

cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

that something was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he